Ch 8 Tom Finally Finds Paisley And More
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My name is Jane Harrison and I, and my husband Jerry, are professional photographers. We specialise in erotic nude photographs of women. The girls feel more relaxed posing in front of a woman, especially when opening their legs. We've established a good reputation amongst the famous and we've also done a few pornographic films with a few of them on request; sometimes with Jerry as the lover, sometimes me, but we don't advertise the fact other than discreet word of mouth. Because of this we get...
By Rosko BusbyMy name is Jane Harrison and I, and my husband Jerry, are professional photographers. We specialise in erotic nude photographs of women. The girls feel more relaxed posing in front of a woman, especially when opening their legs. We've established a good reputation amongst the famous and we've also done a few pornographic films with a few of them on request; sometimes with Jerry as the lover, sometimes me, but we don't advertise the fact other than discreet word of mouth. Because...
We finished the first work week on the pub and I could see progress even though The Brit was getting impatient. The floors were finished on both levels. We had worked around the floor guys so there were things going on everywhere at once. To me there didn't seem to be a plan, but I had to admit things were coming together. Everyone dropped what they were doing and went to work painting the upstairs. We had to finish it before the flooring men worked up there. We did that and the upstairs...
The next thing of any consequence in my life happened two and a half weeks later, when I went to the orthopedic clinic. I drove to the High Country Multi Discipline Clinic in Dobson. It was truly a one stop shop for the person with multi ailments. I only had one thing wrong with me, that I knew about, but it was an orthopedic nightmare. Since I was running late, and I knew how doctor's were in general, I stopped for take out coffee and a biscuit. It was from the drive thru window of a...
By the time that the SBI lab boys got through with the scene, it was past midnight. I was on overtime, but I didn't mind. I was enjoying the prospect of hitting the meth lab. "So do you want to volunteer to stay over and go on the strike team. We need to get in there before the word get out that we are on the way." Michaels said. "You know I want to see it through to the end. I want to see what a working meth lab looks like. I only seen them on TV." I said. "It doesn't look like...
"Okay, I'll pay you a salary equal to what you make now till you can retire. Then you work on a percentage of the business receipts. Frankly Wilson it would be easier if you lived with me. I know that might be a problem for you." "It won't be a problem at all. If you are going to do that, you can reduce my salary to minimum wage for all I care," he said. "Give them your notice and pack your shit. If you want to work with me, you are going to be miserable I expect, but I'm sure as...
I walked across the street with Wilson in tow. "So guys, I'm back to see how you are doing without me?" I asked. "Hi Sylvia, want to help us pack a few knock up kits?" the oldest of them asked. "Sure Wilson here will help too," I said. I began assembling the boxes and Wilson packed the kits and put them into the packing. When we had all 14 kits in the boxes, I glued the shipping labels onto the boxes. The postman would be by for them the next day. "So since you aren't talking...
If those noises had been coming from Flat 83, I wouldn't have been so surprised (Irish hooker who'd been warned several times.) Or the ones who'd just moved into Flat 52 (young newlyweds, God bless 'em). But Flat 17...This was the golden couple. He'd made it big in textiles. She'd been a world-class model. Together, they were the toast of every dinner-party circuit. And he was currently away in Russia on a long business trip...After a year or two as Night Porter in a luxury block, you develop...
I had my plane ticket for the flight to Atlanta to meet the tour bus, but at the last minute Colonial Martin called. He informed me that I would be picked up by my tour partner in a company SUV. We would be driving to the first venue. The band would be arriving on the tour bus. First stop was Atlanta. The pickup suited me just fine. It meant that I could carry the Glock 40mm that I had test fired, as well as my own .38, and all my other toys. I was sitting at the kitchen table drinking my...
I fell into a routine while waiting for the other shoe to fall. I woke at 5AM then rode the bike for two hours. I stopped had a biscuit for breakfast or some other kind of cholesterol bomb. After that I rode the bike home and took a hot shower. It was getting cold enough so that soon I would be stopping the breakfast out in exchange for a bowl of cereal. The ride from a warm restaurant back into the chill while sweaty would soon be unbearable. But somewhere in there I would squeeze a quick...
I arrived back at the motel, two hundred miles from my home town at four in the morning. I was exhausted, but more concerned with my mom's feeling than anything else. It wasn't the first time in my life that I was awake at 4AM. Since there was nothing I could do to help mom at 4AM, I fell into bed and at least tried to sleep. The ringing of the room phone woke me. My cell phone couldn't ring because it was turned off. I had even taken the battery out, so that I wouldn't be disturbed at...
It was probably the best food I ever ate, and I had no idea what it was. Some kind of a meat and sauce was the star, then of course there were vegetable that were delicious. Then for desert there was a humble sweet potato pie elevated to a masterpiece of flavor. There were also several types of wine, which I did not recognize. Of course there was a fancy set up of silver and china. Fancy enough that I had no idea what fork was meant for what bit of food. To make matters worse for me, they...
Ah… Big sigh as it was eleven o’clock and the end of a long twelve hour shift. I was putting my coat on and about to go home, when the door opened to the changing room, my manager’s head popped round and said, “Lenard, can you please help this lady for five minutes before you go?”We are short staffed, isn’t everyone these days! I’m a porter in a hotel just on the outskirts of town. Having left school at seventeen, been here a year, don’t have an academic brain, just brawn. I am renting a flat,...
InterracialI rode the bike on Friday for two hours. As I had begun to do lately, I went to the Cafe on the Square for breakfast. There was usually a deputy or two there, and since Mary Ellen was a local business women, she was a topic of conversation around there. Even if there were no cops, there was always some news that someone had gotten from a cop. The latest thing was the cops thought they might have a good lead. I thought, if the lead is the camera men, it was about fucking time. I said nothing....
I was on the road home when I realized that I had committed a cold blooded murder. I knew I should feel some kind of remorse but I didn't. What I thought was that I was sorry there would be some other piece of trash who would take over. The business would go on because they needed the business it really didn't need anyone of them to continue. The business would always be there in some form to pray on the innocent trying to cope. The only way to kill the business was to kill the customers...
When I went into The Brit's shower, I had clean clothes with me. The shower showed signs of Jeremy's good taste. Unlike The Brit and I, who built a shower to be a shower, Jeremy made it artistic. For one thing it was a real tile enclosed cubicle. The slightly biscuit colored tile had a few decorative tiles scattered through it. They really were quite lovely. The Brit had the kind of hot water you didn't have to worry about. You could stay in the shower as long as you liked. A girl like me...
After the chick left I went to sleep. She had been looking for reassurance, that she had done the right thing. I must have been doubly hard for them, since they had moved thousands of miles away to live in a swamp. Maybe the did need that R&R center in the mountains. It wasn't something that concerned me at that moment, so I drifted off to sleepy land. I awoke at 5AM to the sound of people assembling in the parking lot of the administration building. The assembled crew left for a...
Yeah I felt like a dumb ass while I waited the hours in a cold house for the emergency delivery of propane. I could have brought the small commercial cooking burner in the house to get some heat, but I chose to heat the small box in front with a ceramic electric heater. It didn't get warm but if I sat right in front of it, I didn't freeze either. The delivery man came after lunch, but that was okay. I couldn't be pissed at him for my stupidity. He left me with a bill for $376.00 it was...
"Why can't you be sociable," the belligerent drunk asked. "Just go away and leave me alone," the young woman replied. He put his hands on her, which was the step over the line as far as I was concerned. I walked up and showed him my badge. "You need to go on home. You can either leave here now and come back, or you can wait for the manager to ask you to leave in which case you won't be welcome again." I tried to be calm and reasonable. "Bullshit, I ain't going nowhere," he...
"What's your name ma'am?" the girl in the uniform asked. "Sylvia Porter and I'm rational and not in shock," I said. "No offense Sylvia, but you aren't in the best shape to make that decision. Take a look at yourself. Let me at least take a look at those cuts. Then if you need it, we can take you to the emergency room and they can clean you up at least." she waited a second then said,"I promise I won't let them keep you." "Sweetie, someone ran me off the road, then came down...
When I awoke the next morning, after a night spent alone, I thought about Gypsy on her way back to town and to the Warren County Jail. The chief deputy gave me till noon as comp time for calling me in to talk to Dee on my day off. I had a feeling that he expected me to be on hand, when Gypsy arrived. I would have been perfectly happy to be back out on the road, when she pulled into town. I was wrong in what I thought. "Your buddy Gypsy won't be back for a couple of more days. They are...
The room was warm and it really felt good. I had been standing out in the cold wearing just my running suit and the light parka for well over two hours. I made short work of stripping off the running suit and hanging it on racks to dry. After that little domestic chore, it was on to the hot shower. I also washed my new peach fuzz of course. I was dressed in a clean uniform and in the office well before nine. I didn't think that was too bad, since I had been waylaid for quite some time. "So...
The state cable news network called me at the motel but on my cell phone. It wasn't the man from the crash, it was a chick who claimed to be his producer. It looked to me as though they were trying to be a real news agency. "Hi there, you are Deputy Sylvia Porter?" she asked. "I am. Who might you be?" I asked. That's when I found out about the producer thing, "So what can I do for you Miss Producer." I didn't even bother to file her name into my short term memory. I didn't expect...
"Who found the body," I asked Simpson. "That old man over there. He says he was here to see if there was any scrap laying around," he replied. "Or any that he could easily break loose," I said. "So does he know, we don't give a crap. We just want to find out what happened." "Yeah he is cooperating. Said he checked the building two days ago and there was no body at that time." Eddie added. "Wilson call the ME to pronounce her and then the University to do the Medical Exam." I...
Spring had come to the mountain, and it was glorious. I have survived the last two months without being involved in any of Mary Ellen's projects. I did pay off the Monk for saving my life, otherwise I had been celibate. How did I do it you asked. Well everybody showed me a lot of love at work and the community seemed to appreciate all that I had done. I guess I didn't need the love of a strange man to justify my existence at that particular time in my life. I was reporting for the new SOU...
After I the call to the swamp, thing just fell into a slow steady march to completion. Then things got boring for me, but Wilson found all kinds of things to keep himself busy. A lot of it was spending my money, but he could always justify it. It took two agonizingly slow weeks before anything from the swamp came along. When it did, Colonel Martin said, "You need to go to Washington right away. You will be meeting with Senator Devon and his staff. It will be good for us to have him owe us a...
The morning after I was released from jail, I was back in the airplane. I rode the trike to the strip, then I towed the plane to a spot where I could take off into the prevailing wind currents. The little canary rolled out nice and got enough lift to take off in a very short distance. After two hours in the air, I settled back on the ground as gently as a butterfly. It was a great experience flying the canary. I was getting to be a confident, if not really experienced pilot. Being able to...
The Brit called Jeremy from the airport in Capitol City. He walked across the terminal building to speak to me. "Sylvia, Jeremy just told they finalized the vote count. The recount is finished and the election has been certified. Girl you won by more than two hundred votes. You split the vote and got enough from each one to win." "Holy shit I never though I would win. I took the job baby sitting the shipment of those missiles, because I never thought I could win, not really. Shit, I have...
I was a sophomore in high school, wasn't even 16 but I was lucky. My parents were fairly well off so they had bought my sister a car. She was a senior and could drive the car; I wasn't supposed to but I had a key to it and we had a deal - I wouldn't tell our parents about her sneaking off to see her boyfriend and she wouldn't rat on me if I took the car.It was a Saturday night and my buddy Earl had a date with a girl from a nearby small town. Her name was Linda Porter, and she was a bit short...
The thing that stood out more than anything else during the interview was what Harriet had said when relating her story to me. "He's really such a darling and a very nice young lad. I know for a while he seemed a bit of a monster... in fact a real thug, but I can see now he had to do it... to convince me to see things his way and now I really don't mind turning tricks for him... it helps him out... he's just a young chap trying to make his way in life and if I can assist him then I...
The state had pulled my certification. Without it I was unemployable, even as a game warden. That really hurt, not that I really wanted to back to being a rabbit police person. Even if I found a small town police force that wanted me, they could hire me without that certification. I could bring an action against the state but if the damage to my hand proved to be long term, I would lose. I doubted that any court anywhere would force them to do any more than make a monetary settlement with...
It was rough sleeping with every breath causing me pain. I managed to get enough sleep, a half hour at a time, by 10AM the next day. From there I went on auto pilot for the best part of a week. I didn't follow up with Mission, because I didn't want a job at that moment in time. By the sixth day I was beginning to fell less pain. Every time I swallowed I could still feel it, but it was only a minor discomfort. I should have been really pissed, but each time I swallowed there was a reminder...
"I'm Sylvia Porter," I said to the two men who had asked Joan about me. They were obviously cops. "Are you armed?" the younger of the two asked. I looked up and saw Rodney, shift his weight uncomfortably. "More or less," I answered. I have permits for everything and i am licensed as a private protection agent," I said. "Which don't mean dick," the cop's older partner said. "Well, let's see. Am I under arrest for something?" I asked. "Not just yet, we are investigating a...
Not one, but two people walked toward me from out of the crowd. Well that seemed to answer my question about what Swamp Dog wanted me to do with the SUV. One of them should have my flight information for heading home. "Hello my name is Hanna. Colonel Marten sent me." A very fit looking woman with very red hair said to me. "Sorry to meet you under these conditions." "Don't worry about it I was the one ready to go," I said. "Good for you," the guy following her said. "You have a...
Since I went to bed early, my internal clock went off at 5AM. I dressed in my shorts and tee shirt for the morning run. I took off at 5:15 AM to run along a trail in the swamp. I knew I could get lost, so I decided to turn around after a half hour and run back. When I turned around, I ran right into two very fit looking men. They had short hair cuts, and muscles everywhere. I felt like a wimp compared to them. "You are Sylvia Porter right?" one of them asked. "Yes I am. How did you...
On Saturday morning we went to a big box grocery store in Dobson. There we bought more peppermint oil and even some hot pepper oil. There was just enough of the later to test some of the original gallon of shine. We also purchased three cases, of twelve ounce bottles of fruit punch. We bought six cases of of eight ounce bottles of water. We planned to do the mixing and repackaging of just one case of punch. It figured to use as many of the eight ounce water bottle as we needed. Then there...
The car was an old American sedan. "Why is it these guys in special ops can never afford a fancy car? They are always running around in a ten year old ford." I asked. "You are kidding they have all the money in the world. They run around in these old egg beaters because someone told them they draw less attention. We are all cramped so the boss can slip around town. You know they have a deal. They buy a whole fleet of these as 'after lease cars' and transport them all over the world,"...
Sylvia 177 It appeared I was the only one from the swamp not in custody. I could go to the military compound and try to rescue the others, or I could head on over the border. The rule was contact base give them the information, then run like hell. That was standard operating procedure. That's what they expected, but it was in the end our decision to make. I never had a job go wrong enough to require that kind of decision. Since I had never seen Swamp Dog at work in that kind of scenario I...
"What are we doing sitting here?" The Brit asked. "I can not see anything else we can do. The cops have the place surrounded and they are isolating the shooter. I suppose when they feel the time is right they will go in." I said. "I want to do down there. Surely the Sheriff will allow us to help," The Brit said. "If you want to go down there, I will go with you, but they are going to ignore us. We are going to stand there in the cold with no coffee." I suggested. "Yeah, we are...
When I woke the morning after the birthday party, Andrew was sitting at my breakfast bar. He had a single cup brewed coffee in his hand. "Is that any good?" I asked, paused a moment, then added "Andrew." "Best I ever had Miss Porter," he said with a smile. "You know Andrew I never noticed how plain you were. You walk around like you are a beautiful guy, but you are really quite homely," I said. "I act beautiful, but I never said I was beautiful. It's all about perception. I try...
We went back inside to finish our breakfast. An older man came by to leave his card on our table. "You never know," he said smiling." "Bob you are a defense lawyer, now why in the world would I need you," I asked. "You never know when the Sheriff will get a hair up his ass toward you," He said. "Well Bob, if the Sheriff gets a hard on for me, I'll give you a call." I replied. "I might make you a special price, you never know," the older man said. "Fair enough I laughed," as...
I awoke the next morning at 5AM. I took off on my bike shortly thereafter. As I rode along the empty roads I realized that I had gone from nothing going on in my life, to three major projects all at once. It would be funny if either of them was the least bit lighthearted. I was about to enter into the drug business. Yeah I had been in the illegal enterprise before, but it had been only as a peripheral player. I was about to become a serious player. The kind of player that gets killed or goes...
A case of the flu probably saved my life from going in the wrong direction, but it definitely save Queen BeeBee's live for real. I still think Andrew brought the flu with him from the Great dismal swamp. When he left, within a week I had about every minor ailment that traditionally goes with the flu. The worst thing was that County Seat became a pest house. The county board of health declared it an emergency. The board of health began looking for a place to set up a pest house. Okay that is...
So I mashed in the Colonel's run. I put in 15pounds of corn and all the stalks I had left after I ground them. Then I added the yeast and let it begin to work off. For two weeks I made myself seen around town. I talked to a few people I knew and who could help me, if I decided to run for Sheriff if couldn't hurt to have their advice. The advice was all the same, try to turn your negatives into positives, admit to everything, and make a joke of it. The Colonel Martin Mash was working and it...
Jeremy was working on the catered meal. "We were calling it a counter rally. A political rally with barbecue and no politics. It was a hell of an idea, even if it was mine. While he did that I went back to thinking about a new car of some kind. The cruiser really was breaking down a bunch, and that meant a tow bill just about every time. Fortunately the breakdown had been during daylight and in area's with cell phone coverage. I was worried that it might not always be so cooperative. I...
The primary election was held on a Tuesday. Warren County is so small nobody bothered to take any polls, so we had no idea who won until Wednesday at noon. I called the board of elections from the Pub. "Well Miss Porter it looks as though you lost the election by about a hundred votes. You can ask for a recount it you like," the lady said. "No thanks looks at though the people have spoken," I said. I clicked the phone off and turned to Jeremy who didn't know the results, "Well we lost...
I was pretty sure our days of shopping together had ended and I was just as glad. Jeremy had begun to get tiresome. I got my shit from the trailer and sent him off home dragging the trailer behind. The biggest thing I had was the antique pistol. Everything else was small, but the items did fill up four of the large plastic storage baskets, which I took from the locker. I wasn't sure whether Jeremy would take care of selling my stuff on line or not. I was absolutely sure I would go crazy...
Life fell into a boring routine quickly. It had been a bore since the first month and it stayed that way for eight months. It was out of the blue. when something really exciting happened. It was sad, but that didn't change the fact that it brought excitement to the Sheriff's department. Some hikers found a child's body wrapped in a tarp. Since she was wrapped in a tarp everyone jumped right to murder as a cause of death. It took the Medical Examiner three hours to rule that it was indeed...
"What's going on?" I asked Deputy Letter. "They raided Edward James Allen's house. There was no one there but it appears there had been a struggle. The SBI lab guys took lots of samples. They are going to be checking for DNA matches." Letter said. "So what are they thinking," I asked. I almost hated to hear it. "From the neighbors they heard that the husband and wife fight all the time. They have been expecting something violent anytime now," Letter informed me. "What I don't...
"Go find yourself something you can hold, buy yourself some warm up gloves and I'll show you how to work out. Don't get the idea I'm training you, I'm not. For a fifty bucks a month you can come hang out, when I'm here, you might learn something." "I can join a yuppie gym in Dobson with all the yuppie equipment for 30 bucks a month," I said. "Then get your white ass out of here," he said. "Fifty a month, that's more than any of these losers pay you," I said. "Go buy your...
We left the county seat at 8PM on our drive south. Our first stop for gas and a bathroom break came in South Carolina. I had dinner before we left and it was the middle of the night, so I opted for just coffee and an old fashioned cinnamon role. One of those that wasn't too sweet nor with too much cinnamon on it. In other words a slightly flavored dinner roll. Simpson on the other hand visited their burrito bar. I am sure you can imagine what a burrito bar in a convenience store on the...
From the DA's office we went to the local Rainbow Steakhouse. Simpson convinced me to carry a couple of burgers and fries to the jail. We delivered the approved paperwork, which we hand carried through the building to the office of the head jailer. While the staff made their checks and balances, I ate a McDouble and fries. That and a canned coke from the machine in the hallway was lunch for both of us. It wasn't my favorite meal, but I also didn't feel that I had been punished. I sat...
By the time I got to my room it was 5AM. Some of the state highway workers, who stayed at the Motel, had already begun to stir. If I had gotten into my room an hour earlier, I would have likely just fallen into bed and passed out. Since people were moving around, I knew that if I didn't run, I would lay awake filled with guilt. I refused to clean up though. That being the case, I dressed in my tight fleece running pants, and my tight long sleeve fleece knit shirt. After that I wrapped my...
My last night on swing shift was a bust. Even so I slept till noon the next day. When I awoke I took a shower, then dressed in my jeans and one of my forest green tee shirt. I wore one of the several men's white dress shirts over it. I also clipped the off duty holster onto my belt before I slipped on the medium weight parka type field jacket. Being a military police person would have allowed me to steal all the uniforms I wanted, but I bought mine from the surplus store just outside the...
There were three consolidated schools in Warren County. Jennifer Austin had attended elementary school at Southeastern Warren. The principal greeted us with, "It is just awful about Jennifer. Do you have whoever did it in custody?" "To be honest, we are still investigating. That's why we would like to speak with Jennifer's teacher. I did call yesterday to set up the appointment," Simpson said. The tone of his voice was almost friendly, at least for him it was. There was just a hint of...
Thorn was the first to go. As I promised I wrote him a good recommendation for a job with the highway patrol. The state really seemed to be swimming in the Warren County labor pool. I really didn't mind Thorn leaving, even if it was on short notice. He left only two weeks after I took office. It just meant I had to find a detective willing to come to Warren County to live and work. Either that or I had to find someone worth a damn on the Department at that moment. "Good morning Chief...
I called dispatch and told them to have the officer backup for Simpson to swing by the courthouse to pick me up. It took about twenty minutes for the chubby little blond twenty five or so year old to show up in my office. She was cute in the thirty pound overweight way. "Hi there, I'm Deputy Melissa Osborn. Dispatch said to report to you," she said. "Yes you and I are going on a little road trip," I said. "I'm going to Dobson and I need a ride. So you get to be my driver." "Of...
I went right from my office to the pub. I got there in time for a cup of coffee, and some down time before I had dinner. Dinner was also going to be from the pub. Nita agreed to cook me a grilled cheese sandwich. I have no idea why it wasn't on the menu, since she made the best one in the state. They started to drift in about eight. "Brit put all their drinks on my tab but make absolutely sure none of them drives home tonight." "Me and Jeremy will take them home. The SUV will hold seven...